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Kanye me that Jesus walks in 04
But I grew up around impalas and lords
Welcome to los angelos palm trees and stores
All we know is and presidents like mount rushmore
Fuck the police they hop out and doors
I ain't goin back to jail nigga that's what I for
My or my glock. Who do I trust more?
I know it's prolly the one that I touch more
Guess It's the cuz paper motivate niggas
And my rolex cuz it hate niggas
I used to only eighths
Like that nigga
and now I'm movin twenty fours like I at the staples center
you might miss the game so don't blink
my stand out like frank lucas mink
so go ahead and
frank lucas think
somebody'll find your on the fuckin kitchen sink

dead presidents big money
benjamins skyscrapers my get

my get

like the get
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from the block to the club I make it

in niggas die
for the
from the south to New York bullets fly for the

don't gettin

it don't matter where from if you hustle motherfucker keep getting that

yeahhh I get at baby and slim cash money
all the on your whole crew-thats my tax money
and Pablo Escobar crack money
that labron first nike money
that make it rain on my nigga throw it money
stack it to the ceiling then call it money
that walk in the straight to the back money
flavor of love sittin on my lap money
that rap money niggas get money
air force ones don't bend when I trap
I'm rich like porter
havin nightmares whippin that border
like mcdonalds I was flippin them
in 02 porsche truck
with and borders
I was through flippin quarters when I made my mil
I'm a dollar
fifty ain't real

dead presidents big

benjamins my niggas get

my get

like the get
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from the to the club I make it rain

in niggas die
for the
from the south to New York them fly for the

don't stop

it don't matter you're from if you hustle motherfucker keep getting that

somebody tell to pop open them briefcases
order that patron tell em we want cases
fuck a black card. You see green faces
look at my
now you've seen
I my money like the cristal that we wasted
Cuz I'm a money machine I can it
You a fool that freddy could see jason
I been iced out who the fuck need Jacob?
The doc me to be patient but I want money like the Dwight Howard
Next time he a agent
I'm tryna make enough money so I can asia
and have in the kitchen cookin in Louis V aprons
to Martha stewart
If I could park a
Then I could a brinx truck
I got the to do it
Ball like the nigga parker do it
no ingles but dinero I talk it fluent

dead big paper

benjamins my niggas get

my get

like the get
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from the block to the I make it rain

in niggas die
for the
from the to New York them bullets fly for the

don't stop

it don't matter where you're if you hustle motherfucker keep getting that

get get get get paper boy
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get get get get get get GET!

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